CHAPTER 350: CHAPTER 229 I AM A MILITARY DOCTOR

"You should know, once in the Middle East, Dragon Soul exterminated a local cult, the mastermind was the Military Advisor, and the executor was the Military Doctor. This man’s head is extremely valuable here, just based on that, we can’t ignore this possibility." Hassan adjusted his sitting posture, he was someone who enjoyed indulgence, the heater was on in the car, and the smell of blood began to permeate as the temperature rose.

"Fourth Master’s target is the Military Doctor?" The black man inferred a target from Hassan’s words, in fact, the one he was waiting for was exactly this person.

"Very likely. But it doesn’t have much to do with us, ’the tree that stands out invites the wind,’ this is something the Chinese dislike the most."

Hassan laughed: "We have a guest in the car."

Everyone has a nose, everyone can smell blood in the air, the host had no injuries, so only the guest in the car would have.

"Keep driving forward!" Hua Qingyi no longer hid and had darted to the back of the driver’s seat, one hand gripping the black man’s cervical vertebra, the other holding a scalpel against Hassan’s artery.

"Looks like this Fourth Master hasn’t wasted his efforts, to encounter someone from Dragon Soul today is indeed fortunate." Hassan did not turn back, just chuckled towards the front.

The car quickly entered the first defense zone.

"Don’t talk nonsense."

The black man opened the window and handed the invitation to the soldier. The latter took a look inside, signaling that they could pass.

Leaving the base was much easier than imagined, Hua Qingyi exhaled: "Take us into the city."

"Why not go straight to my estate, there’s good medical supplies there, Young Master Hua?"

"Hmm?" Hua Qingyi raised an eyebrow, surprisingly knowing his identity.

"A person’s voice can be imitated, but a person’s scent cannot be erased." Hassan pushed the blade away from his artery, then turned around and gave Hua Qingyi a peculiar look: "We’ve met before."

"So?"

"Since Young Master Hua has come to Jordan, naturally I have to do my best to help you."

"Haha!" Hua Qingyi chuckled deeply, he did not intend to refute, the most dangerous place is often the safest, he immediately laughed: "Then thank you for your kindness in advance."

The curtain-covered palace looked somewhat cold, only the room in the center was brightly lit.

At night! The tranquility was restored, the sound of wind and sand replaced the clamor. Two figures swiftly darted up the main building and slipped into a balcony. One person made a gesture to the other before the latter once again disappeared into the night.

"This time you’ve made me spend quite a lot." A low voice emanated from behind the curtains, neither angry nor emotional, it can be said that this voice was like a machine, stiff and mechanical.

The person sitting in a chair was simply combing her hair, the long white gauze trailing to her feet, frankly speaking, Xiao Lin thought he saw Sadako, from his standing angle, he could only see a woman with long hair in a White Robe combing her hair in front of a mirror, in such a night, timid people could genuinely be scared sick.

"Hmm!" The woman softly hummed, twisted her long hair into a bun, her petite chin slightly raised, clearly uninterested in the meaning conveyed from behind the curtain.

Xiao Lin turned his attention to the curtain, the blurred silhouette seemed familiar, yet evoked few memories.

"He didn’t come!" A voice once again emerged from below the curtain, causing nausea.

"Hmm!"

"Don’t you think it’s outrageous?" The woman spoke again.

"Hmm!"

Lian put down the wooden comb in her hand and left the room, someone was waiting at the door, they headed towards a passage, one on each side.

Inside the passage were rock walls, the ground was slippery as if walking within a mountain, fingers tracing the rock wall, very slick. Xiao Lin followed them to exit the mountain, he couldn’t help but boast, from the outside you wouldn’t imagine, every building had such a secret passage in the back, Lian was sent back to that floor, standing guard to close the door.

With a swift knife strike, two people still absorbed in reminiscing about the Military Advisor already had no breath left. Finding keys on them, Xiao Lin immediately dashed into the door.

Previously seen through the small glass window wasn’t clear, in fact, the room was very clean, all the necessary living facilities were here, and looked comfortable, the sound of water flowing came from one room, Xiao Lin walked over, through the light reflected a woman’s graceful body, he discreetly coughed and then turned to another room.

Each room’s space was about 12 square meters, furnished with a bed and table, chairs, no electrical appliances or sharp objects, it felt like the oldest societal class area. The public facilities were a bathroom and a toilet, the living room had an old corner sofa but looked very worn, a mat on the ground with a table and a decoration that appeared to be a lamp.

Xiao Lin sat on that worn-out sofa, he waited for the Military Advisor to exit from the bathroom across.

Watching as the clock’s hand pointed to twelve, he quietly murmured open, answered by the bathroom door being opened.

The Military Advisor came out drying her hair, apparently the thin air made her involuntarily sneeze, she grabbed a blanket to cover herself, the other women in the room had followed their master, she chuckled to herself, women falling to such a stage had no pursuits left, buying and selling depended on luck, if following a good owner life was better, but if following a bad one might be resold, this often happened, a woman was resold several times, eventually returned to her original owner, such experiences were intricate, and her life perspective was truly reversed.

The word slave had faded away in the previous century, unexpectedly in this region, there was still human trafficking.

"Lian!" Xiao Lin repeatedly called the Military Advisor’s name, he just sat there watching her, she had lost weight.

"Who are you?" Lian dropped the towel in her hand, casually grabbed a nearby clothes rack for protection at her chest. Never had anyone come here, the man before her was still wearing base uniform: "How did you get up here? Who gave you such audacity? Are you not afraid of Fourth Master?"

"I am the Military Doctor." The cold voice pierced Xiao Lin’s heart, Lian genuinely didn’t recognize him anymore.

"Military Doctor?" Hearing this term, Lian tilted her head, inspecting Xiao Lin, her thin figure even more fragile under the faint light, she trembled.

Xiao Lin took off his coat and stepped forward: "You’re shaking!" Preparing to cover her with it, unexpectedly she retreated a step simultaneously swinging her right foot straight at Xiao Lin’s face. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)